When I was a firefighter Chapter 6 part 4 of 8

When I was a firefighter
Chapter 6 part 4 of 8

Cherry asked, “What is the game? How do we play?”

I asked, “Have you ever played ‘capture the flag’?”

She said, “Sure…”

I explained, “This game is a lot like that. But we aren’t going to use a flag: we are going to use our clothes—all of them!”

“WHAT?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!” she yelled in a whisper.

As I started removing my clothes I said, “I’m going to hide my clothes over on this side somewhere; you are going to hide yours over there.
When they are hidden, we meet back here and the game starts. Whoever finds the other’s clothes and makes it back here first wins. The only rules are: you have to keep all of the clothes together in one pile and no hiding them in or past the trucks—you have to stay back here where it’s dark. I would recommend staying very quiet since some of these trucks might still have the driver sleeping inside.”

“You really are crazy,” she said as she began undressing. “Can we keep our shoes on?”

I said, “You wanted to adventure with an element of danger: here you go! And yes: it is a promising idea to keep shoes on.”

She turned to walk toward her side and I heard her say to herself, “I can’t believe I’m doing this!” Then she stopped and turned back to ask,
“What does the winner get?”

I said, “The winner gets their clothes back!”

“And the loser?” she asked.

I said, “She has to ride back to my place naked!”

Cherry said, “I think you mean HE has to DRIVE back to your place naked!”

“We’ll see,” I said with a smirk.

We each went to ‘our side’ to prepare for the start of the game. I found a small drainage pipe that was dry so I put all of my clothes just at the end of my reach inside of it. It was so dark that there was no way she’d see them in there and even if she did, she would never be able to reach them. I felt my victory was certain as I headed back to the starting point.

I made it back a few minutes before she did and we stood there in the dark completely naked with the exception of our shoes. I verified that she hid her clothes per the rules and she assured me she had. I did the same and was ready to start the game. But she stopped me before I could say ‘go’.

Cherry said, “This game is sexy as hell! It has really got me turned on! And I can see it has you a bit aroused, too. How about I take care of that for you?”

My dick began to quickly grow at the proposal and I was powerless to decline. “Oh, UM—ok,” was all my stupid brain could muster.

Cherry knelt down in the grass and slid her soft lips around my now rigid cock’s head and darted her tongue around the base of the tip. Her hands went to my ass cheeks and she slowly, agonizingly slowly pulled towards her as my cock pushed into her mouth. Even after the head touched the back of her throat, she kept pushing it further down. Her face turned red even in the darkness before she came up for air. Her tongue went back to dancing at the base of the head while she looked up at me; her eyes shining in the moonlight.

Still looking up at me, she said, “I want you inside of me now! Lay down and I will get on top of you!”

I did as she asked and she straddled my cock, pinning it between us. I tried to move her up to get her in position.

She said, “Wait: not yet. I need to rub myself on you—I’m not wet enough yet.”

I said ‘ok’ and waited for her queue. She was purring like a cat in heat in my ear as she glided her hot pussy along the length of my shaft. I thought I was going to explode if she didn’t do it soon. I was certain I’d orgasm by the time I was halfway inside of her and she wasn’t even ready yet! I told her I was going to cum if she didn’t do it now, so she moved up and I put my cock head right at the entrance to where it so desperately wanted to go. Before I could push in, she dropped the lustful sound to her voice and whispered in my ear with a very serious tone.

She said, “It’s going to be really difficult to run with that boner.”

Before I could react, she sprang to life and was running as fast as her legs could carry her naked body towards my side!

“OH, YOU CHEATER!” I nearly yelled way too loud.

Her laughter faded into the darkness along with her as I tried to stand and run to her side of the game field. My cock seemed to be telling me that ‘he’ would never forgive me while I pleaded my case that this was ‘his’ fault. I ran while looking for anything that could be used to hide a small pile of clothes, but other than a few empty boxes, I wasn’t finding very much. I slowed down and began looking closer but I was coming up empty. Doubling back, I began looking in the tall grass along the fence line: nothing. I didn’t imagine that she would go alongside one of the trucks parked there, but that was the only answer. So I began looking there as well; careful to look for signs of life from anyone that might be inside the truck. After searching for at least 20-30 minutes, I’d almost forgotten that I was naked and amazed that I hadn’t found her clothes yet.
She still couldn’t find mine either and we would meet back at the spot periodically to check on each other’s status.

I said, “Ok: this is crazy! Let us give hints?”

Cherry agreed and said, “You first.”

I said, “Ok, but if you don’t give a hint after I give mine, you’re disqualified!”

She agreed and I said, “Go with the flow and you’ll find them. That is my hint.”

Cherry said, “Ok then—my hint is: you’ll find them there on a moving day.”

I said, “GO!”

We were back to running. I knew she had to be talking about a box, but I thought I had looked in all of the boxes back there. I went and double-checked them all and there was no sign of ANY clothes. I looked around for anything that was either box-shaped or in some way associated with ‘moving day’. But I could find no trace of Cherry’s clothes. Frustration was starting to set in, but I didn’t let it show. I ran over to the other side and found Cherry looking in the pipe where I hid my clothes and I knew I was about to lose at my own game. When she stood up and saw me there, she gave the ‘I give up’ salute which I returned to her.

I said, “You are closer to finding mine than I am to finding yours!”

She said, “You must be kidding me! Did you not understand my hint?”

I replied, “I thought I did. It sounded like they were in a box or something.”

Cherry asked, “Are you playing a joke on me? They should have been easy to find!”

I said, “I have looked everywhere I can think of. You stayed in the agreed area, right?”

Cherry said, “Yeah, of course! They are in a box back in the far corner.”

I shook my head and replied, “No they aren’t!”

“What? Come on: I’ll show you!”

We walked back to Cherry’s side and she went over to the box in the corner that I had looked in several times and even turned over twice. To her surprise (but not mine), her clothes were not in the box.

She looked up at me and asked, “OK: what’d you do with them?”

I said, “Seriously?! I have not seen them!”

Cherry looked as confused as I felt and said, “Then what the hell???”

I had a sinking feeling and said, “Come on!”

We ran back over to my side and went back to the drainage pipe where Cherry had been looking. I reached in to grab my clothes, but I was having trouble locating them. That was strange because it wasn’t a very large pipe. Suddenly I found something in my palm that sent warning alarms off in my head.

“Oh, shit!” I said.

“What?”

“Shit-shit-shit-SHIT!” I repeated in disbelief.

Cherry asked, “What? What is it?! Is it something gross? Did you find an animal or something??? WHAT?!”

I said, “No. I found my keys!” Then I found another familiar item. “And my wallet…” I said.

Cherry said, “Then your clothes are in there, too; reach in further!”

I said, “I didn’t put them down that far; not this far anyway.” I pulled out my keys and wallet and explained further, “And these were in my pockets with the pants folded so that they couldn’t just fall out.”

“What are you saying?” Cherry asked.


To be continued